花村 陽介 -Yosuke Hanamura- (
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sirenspull2012-08-03 04:32 pm
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Uh. Anyone wanna help out with an open mic night tomorrow? I don't think I'll be making it. Which is probably bad, since it's my bar. Don't worry though, the barmaid is really great. I'm sure she'll...make drinks. She just might need some help with everything else.
...I can pay you in ice cream? A-and it's for a good cause!
(OoC: Yosuke has been planning an open mic night fundraiser to re-open The Cat's Eye after Rain's and Fai's departures. He sent an ad in to the paper and everything...but he was abducted for round two of the Newcomer Hunt and he's not feeling up to playing host yet. Possibility of a permanent job at the bar for anyone who responds and works out alright!)
...I can pay you in ice cream? A-and it's for a good cause!
(OoC: Yosuke has been planning an open mic night fundraiser to re-open The Cat's Eye after Rain's and Fai's departures. He sent an ad in to the paper and everything...but he was abducted for round two of the Newcomer Hunt and he's not feeling up to playing host yet. Possibility of a permanent job at the bar for anyone who responds and works out alright!)
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"I am so glad. For a minute, I was thinking they had hurt inside your head too, made you fprget like an old man."
She perches next to him, doing her best not to injure him more.
"You know, there was an old man like that down the street where I used to live. Such a nixe man. He gave me a sweet once, wrapped in gold paper. Such a lovely sweet, all pink powder and sugar. And at christmas, he saved and bought me and Azelma chocolate mice. Thought we were his daughtees, you see. And he used to give us pocket money, as often as we asked. And we asked every day, two, three times a day till his money ran out and he was turned out. but it was good whilst it lasted."
She chatters, trying to take Yosuke's mind off his pain.
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The hug is nice too. Girls at home are always so funny about touching him at all, but Eponine does it naturally. It's charming. Suddenly, he remembers the promise he made her the last time he saw her.
"I didn't forgeddaboud swimming."
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"Swimming, M'sieur Yosuke?" She laughs. "There will be time when you are better. But perhaps I do not want to make you sick today so we shall wait, yes?"
She strokes his hair. "Would you prefer singing? Or more stories?"
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Her mention of singing reminds him of when they first met. She sang that song to him then, some kind of strange lullaby that involved poking his face a bit. He hadn't minded then, and as long as she avoided the sorest spots he wouldn't mind it now, either.
"Mm, 'nother day."
He agrees, meaning to ask her for a song as well. BUt his tongue feels too heavy, and it doesn't seem worth it. He'll just let her do what she likes. As long as she's around, that's good enough.
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"Monsieur, there is another day. You shall get better. You will be okay."
She takes his better hand with her spare, and begins to stroke, softly.
"You must sleep, though. Sleep and eat and do not worry."
Eponine begins to sing gently, keeping her voice barely above a whisper.
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